Book,  chapter

 1    1,    3|       eyes, and hanging on her lips. His childish imagination
 2    1,   12|    blood stood on the gums and lips, and respiration became
 3    1,   14|    only words that escaped his lips amid his sighs were,~“I
 4    1,   14|     joy never broke from human lips, than Glenarvan uttered
 5    1,   15|     almost circular face, thin lips, high cheekbones, effeminate
 6    1,   16|  ironical smile already on the lips of the Major, and determined
 7    1,   16|    could read the reply on his lips.~Each word spoken by Thalcave
 8    1,   19|      to his heart, pressed his lips on his forehead, while tears
 9    1,   19|     cry broke from Glenarvan’s lips, for Robert was there, alive
10    1,   21|       very life hanging on the lips of the Sergeant.~Yes; delivered
11    2,    1|        the boy and pressed his lips on his cheek, still wet
12    2,   12|      flattened nose, the thick lips, the unusual length of the
13    2,   16|      the oath that rose to his lips.~“What do you mean, Wilson?”
14    2,   16|   Major.~Major McNabbs bit his lips as if to keep back something~
15    2,   17|      father’s name came to her lips.~The discovery of Ayrton’
16    2,   17|      involuntarily rose to his lips.~Lady Helena, Mary, Robert,
17    2,   18|         His eyes unclosed, his lips muttered incoherent words,
18    3,    1|       blind of an eye, and his lips stained with the pipe, Will
19    3,   10|      An evil smile relaxed his lips for a moment; then he controlled
20    3,   17|    convicts of Ben Joyce.”~The lips of the quartermaster trembled
21    3,   19| piercing cry broke from Mary’s lips.~“My father!” she exclaimed.~